starts with a market, ends with a market

We were forced to wake up before 8 in the morning even though we slept at past 4 already.  Why was it that the floating market had to be a couple of hours drive from Bangkok??  We had a car and a driver named Chok, or we call it Kuya Chok (Kuya for brother in Filipino).  I was aware of the full day ahead of us so I slept on the car to get some more energy or else I'll be some Grumpy Granny again.

The floating market is usually very crowded with tourists and, of course, merchants, but when we went there it was mostly just merchants and a small number of tourists. A good thing for us perhaps.

We got on a boat, floated around the market, bought some mangoes, didn't eat the mangoes, took pictures, won in bargaining a souvenir,  regretted about buying the mangoes, got off the boat quite unsatisfied because it went a bit faster than we thought it should be, took pictures again, and then we left, bringing the mangoes with us.

  Had loads of fun.

We went back to the city, can't remember if I slept again. Before going for a lunch, me and Eka stopped by a currency exchange to get some more bahts in our pockets. I didn't want to withdraw too much from my ATM anymore so I had to say goodbye to my Hong Kong dollars that I saved from my Hong Kong trip about 4 months before. Desperate times are now coming to haunt me. 

After lunch, we walked to the Grand Palace and the Wat Phra Kaew. Only me and Eka went inside because the tickets were quite pricey and Kuya Chok didn't really have to go with us.  At the entrance we stopped to get some brochures. I got an english one and wanted one in german as well but when I picked one out in german, one of the guards yelled at me to put it back and shouted if I speak german and I said yes but I put it back because he really really scared the bahts out of me.

  My so-so knowledge of german has never been insulted like that in my entire life.

To get inside the Wat Phra Kaew (Wat for temple) I had to cover up my legs by renting an orange piece of clothing that you see in my pictures here. I have seen some people who had their legs exposed more than mine so I gave up one time and put it off. But unluckily, a group of securities saw me and they called me to come to them only to tell me that I should wear the orange thing back while they were laughing at my face. I was sooo annoyed. They just didn't like me at all here! Why meeeee!

We were on the temple grounds until closing time, yet again the securities weren't polite when they kicked us out of there. We walked to the Grand Palace and then looked for Kuya Chok at the exit.

There were a couple more temples a few block away but they were definitely closed at well so we left and drove to the Chatuchak Weekend Market.

Along the stalls of Chatuchak Market we saw two sketch artists who were doing sketches for a cheap price. Both Eka and I tried for a sketch but were a bit disappointed with the result, especially me because I didn't look a bit like the sketch the artist made of me. Maybe the hair, yeah but the rest weren't me. I liked the big boobies though, hahaha. OK let's not talk porn here. Well, the price for the sketch was cheap but we didn't know that we had to pay more for the frames.

I dared Eka before we went to Thailand that we have to eat the fried insects of Bangkok and then we saw them in Chatuchak.

  Kuya Chok told us that we have to be careful with our stomachs. Health is definitely my first priority. No fried insects for me. Of course I didn't chicken out, how dare you think of that.  We were still in Chatuchak when it started to rain. We went inside a mall to eat dinner and also to clean my feet that got dirty. We joined in with the 7 year olds in an internet cafe where u just insert coins in a metal box connected to the computer.  We most definitely went home after.